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INTRO / WAR
01:51
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NEW TERRORISTS
01:58
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NEW TERRORISTS
The applause was sustained, the praise was effusive
When they said “oligarchy, but make it inclusive”
Fill the Senate to the brim with some former DAs
So they can hobnob with the KKK
Joey the careerist, he was tough on crime
So he found a running mate that takes out her own kind
Out condemning cops for murdering black men
She’s just mad she couldn’t give them 7 to 10
Single moms work double shifts
Just so they can feed their kids
Prosecuting parents for truancy
Dad’s in jail, nonviolent crime
Mommy’s facing hefty fines
Prosecuting parents for truancy
When you side with the jails
Everything looks like a nail
The applause was sustained, the praise was effusive
When they said “oligarchy, but make it inclusive”
Fill the Senate to the brim with some former DAs
So they can hobnob with the KKK
Joey the careerist, he was tough on crime
So he found a running mate that takes out her own kind
Someone who interpret’s Joey’s bill just right
When all you have is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail
Everybody makes mistakes
When the moral compass breaks
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RUDY
01:50
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It’s not enough
That you go senile
In the unflattering light of the public eye
It’s not enough that the sacs in your shitty lungs
Overflow with disease ’til they drown in blood
And it wouldn’t be enough if you burned alive
On the 23rd floor in a high rise fire
Or if you caught 19 rounds of lead
While you reached for your wallet like Diallo did
What if you starved to death in a foreign island detention camp?
How could you make your appeal to the folks at home
With your lawyer bugged and your assets froze?
There’s no irony that you’ll die in a bed with a drip IV
Instead of in the streets, torn apart like budget Mussolini
Choking on your teeth, with the flag from your lapel rammed through your cheek
One thing we have in common
Our dogwhistles are shrill
In fact, I think mine is broken
And that you ought to be killed
For the thousands who’ve suffered
For the mothers who’ve mourned
The grand foyer of Bracewell
Should be smeared with your gore
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A LETTER BOMB TO THE N.Y. POST
So what can you send
In to the place that’s covered everything?
Well it all seems stale
When a ruined life hardly makes a sale
Don’t gotta sell your soul
‘Cause I think this might fill the newshole
It’s gonna do you proud
Yeah I can see the fucking headlines now
Bad news for the bad News
To whom it may concern
You play around with people’s lives
You get what you deserve
Toast the Post
Kanpai!
New York Roast
A story you don’t have to write
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FUCK THE JONESES
02:56
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FUCK THE JONESES
Send your children off to college
Teach them young they have to earn their worth
Buying into myths of merit
Nothing to show from four years of debt
Cowards fall in just like you did
Technocrats are sanctioned criminals
Well I hope the nursing homes
Where you threw your parents away
Have a shortage of nurses you pushed out of work
And you finally get there
And realize your dream was to die all alone
Don’t wanna hear about the Sixties
Don’t wanna hear about respect
You don’t appreciate the violence
Until it’s breathing down your neck
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